Lyrics:
thought I would've had it by now)
I thought I would've had it by now
By now, I thought I would've had it by now
Aight, screw it, he said it already
Bad
alone
Look at me, richer than ever
But poor as a beggar
When you look inside of my soul
Broke the sacred rules
And paid a lot of dues, on my soul
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
or fo'
Years, not months, have mercy on my soul
Threw on the wife-beater
Put a fitted on my skull
Took a long ass piss
Grabbed my shades and hit the door
I
ride with me while I'm putting in work
Full-timing it, 8:30 to 6, the graveyard shift
The three months before the benefits hit
But my position went
visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
This it is, and nothing more'
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer
`Sir,' said I, `or
entreating entrance at my chamber door
This it is and nothing more
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer
Sir said I, or madam, truly your
chamber door;
This it is and nothing more."
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best
Inside the walls of prison my
sure (for sure), for sure (for sure)
For sure (for sure, my bad), for sure (for sure)
For sure, I had to 'cause he a ho
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho,
The color of his soul was awfully bright
But they were blind
He wasn't even in they're focus
But
He could shape the world before his eyes
Make
pushed him to the edge
It pushed him hard his life is heavy
He wants to breakaway
He wants to go, the chains are heavy
Guilty in his soul
Guilt is all he
Take fucking 86
Man, I just barely put my
I was gonna give you guys a dialogue about this whole project
I put my heart and soul into this speech
the pain in my soul left me scarred and so broke
I was sinking but still I was dreaming bout love and real life
Then I called on Jesus Christ
I was hurt by
gone by
I just want to save my soul(my Soul)
traveled down the longest road
I fear there is no where to go(to go)
We must try we must try we must tryyyy
moved me by the shore
Need no bitch don’t need no whore
Moved me by the lake
Keep praying my soul he take
They keep tellin me ima be great
Tell that bitch
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
And so I stand up, I will never stand down
Worship with my hands up, humbled by Him
Man down yes sir, that is it
I will never call it quit's pressin'
Christian youth them will stand with us
Living and driven, given a vision, fulfillin' the commission he handed us
London to Los Angeles, the rap evangelist
My
receive this as a healing balm and as a refreshing for my soul.
21. By the power of The Living Christ and in Jesus' name, I refuse to be a slave held bound
on a rock
But tears came to my eyes when he showed me my block
[ Tevin Campbell (& Andrae Crouch Singers) ]
Stokie's just Stokie, mama
(Stokie's Stokie)
my words I meant it
Protected by the First Amendment
If this was Iraq I'd a been beheaded
Instead of sparkin a dime log
I'd be hangin in Baghdad
of the town
So my soul can be surrounded by the sound
Of the footsteps on ground
And I'm connected to folks
I spent my life neglecting
And that was all he wrote
soul was up for sale
Here me out
This is my testimony
I got multiple identities
Jesus help me please
Split personality, sinful by nature but saved at 23
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